Date: Wed, 15 Oct 2008 13:15:22 -0700
From: Wolf pomo
Subject: Tide Pool (gay/military, M/MM)
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Tide Pool
By
Wolf
The "Tide Pool" was a small bar located on the
bus line between the Balboa Naval Hospital in San
Diego and the bridge connecting Coronado Island
where the North Island Naval Air Station is located.
I had enjoyed hanging out there when I was a Navy
Corpsman. Being a young sailor that was a blond and
freckled faced made me look a lot younger than I
was. I had no more than reported to the Balboa
Hospital that an old Master Chief singled me out as
his boy. He saw to it that I was always on duty with
him.
The other corpsman knew the Chief was
coursing after me. Even the doctors were aware of
his desire to get in my pants. I was too young to
recognize that he was flirting with me.
I had jerked off a few friends and sucked cocks
growing up. I never thought much about it. It was
just something to do with my friends until we started
dating girls. I had fucked a couple of girls before
joining the Navy. My mother had been a nurse so I
scored high on the medical aptitude test. They
encouraged me to accept the corpsman "A" school. I
did well enough during the school to choose what I
wanted to specialize in. They wanted me to become a
surgical assistant. The perk for accepting that was
that I would not have to pull ward duty.
The Master Chief trained me to assist the
doctors performing surgery and kept an eye on me
until I was comfortable with the way each of the
surgeons worked. When we were not working the
Chief would invite me to have a beer with him. He
owned a PT Cruiser. That was cool being friends with
the Chief and being taken to bars even though I was
too young to drink in California. It never dawned on
me that he was seducing me. One night after we
were pretty drunk he parked his car on a side street
not far from the hospital and reached over and
rubbed the front of my 13-button trousers. I just
sat there as he pulled at the flap. When the flap was
undone and pulled down he reached inside the fly of
my regulation under pants and found my cock.
It was pretty dark but he could make out that
my pubic hair was red. He ran his fingers through
the hair. That made my cock spring to life. It was
sticking out of the fly. My cock was only about five
inches long but at this moment it was as long and hard
as it had ever been.
One of the things about me that attracted me
to the Chief was the size of my balls. I used to ride
my bicycle everywhere. A couple of times I had
taken spills where the bike came to an abrupt stop
because of a hole or an object anchored to the
ground that tossed me forward and smashing my nuts
on the gooseneck holding the handlebars. The result
was broken blood vessels inside my scrotum. Long
after the blood had been absorbed by my body the
lymph fluid caused my scrotum to be the size of a
softball. The jokes I endured from friends that saw
my scrotum telling me I had balls like a bull, never
ended. I was even accused of having something
stuffed in my pants from time to time.
The Chief pulled my scrotum out of my pants.
He felt them very gently before he leaned over and
licked my balls. He licked the underside of my cock
before he took hold of the shaft and took it into his
mouth right down to the pubic hairs. I could not help
looking around to be sure no one could see what was
going on.
It frightened me because if we got caught we
would get a bad conduct discharge. I could not help
it though. When I came in his mouth he sucked me
dry. I was stroking his gray hair until he lifted his
head up and smiled at me.
He asked me if I would like to come home with
him. I agreed because I wanted to get away from the
public street we were own. I had visions of a police
car pulling up beside us and flashing a light in the
window. I putt everything back in my pants and
buttoned the flap up as he drove to a cheep
apartment building. It was a big two story square
with all of the apartments facing the pool in the
middle. We parked the car in his assigned parking
stall in the underground garage. As he led me to the
stairs in the back of the garage we met a couple of
men coming down.
They both gave me the once over before they
said, "Hi Chief. Nice one will you be bringing him
around for our parties. We just love young blonds."
The Chief gave them a dirty look before he
said, "If I do you dirty queens can keep you filthy
hands off."
As we passed various apartments on our way to
his it became apparent that all of them were occupied
by men. While he was fumbling with the key to open
his door another guy walked past us and as he did so
the guy copped a feel of my ass. There was no doubt
about what he was doing because he squeezed my ass.
I did not respond. I was getting the idea that the
Chief was living in an apartment building that was full
of gay men.
When the Chief got the door open and we
entered the apartment smelled of fresh paint, new
carpet along with the smell of stale booze. He asked
me if I wanted a drink as he headed for the fridge.
He was pulling out a couple of cans of beer even
before I could say yes or no. He handed me one and
popped the tab on the other can and took a big
swallow. When he removed the can from his mouth
he took hold of the neckerchief around my neck and
led me directly to his bedroom.
The room was tidy. Everything was in its place.
It had to come from years of living on naval bases.
His habit had been instilled in him as he worked his
way up the ranks. As a master Chief he could have
lived on base for free but he preferred having a place
off base so that he could indulge his preference for
young sailors.
He pulled the bedspread down to expose the
bed sheets before he started taking off his uniform.
He would stop long enough to take another sip of
beer before removing the next item of clothing.
When it comes to disrobing the enlisted navy
uniform is so easy to remove. You just grab the bib
and pull the jumper over your head without removing
the neckerchief. The bell bottoms actually have 14-
buttons the last one is covered by the flap. You just
place your thumbs on each side and push the flap
forward. The buttons come free quickly. Then all
you have to do is unbutton the two at the waist. The
bell-bottoms allow you to pull them over your shoes.
The black oxfords used for liberty are shined to a
mirror gloss and come off just as quickly. That
leaves me in black socks with a pack of Marlboro
cigarettes in the left sock. The Navy does not allow
enlisted men to carry cigarettes in our pockets. The
lighter was carried in the watch pocket and the
wallet was hung over the waistband. The T-shirt was
pulled over my head and the two snaps holding up the
boxer shorts were pulled to allow them to fall to the
floor so I could step out of them.
The Chief sat on the bed admiring my naked
body. He liked what he saw. He had only seen me in
green scrubs or my white or blue uniforms. He
reached out and cupped my scrotum like he was
weighing them as he gently pulled me to the bed.
When I lay down next to him he hugged me and
kissed me on the mouth. The Chief was one of those
guys that looked like he needed a shave right after
shaving. When he kissed me I could feel the day's
growth of facial hair around his mouth. The hair on
his chest was turning gray. He was a stocky man that
was a little over weight. The lower belly was soft
from lack of exercise and drinking to much beer. His
scrotum was surprisingly small and dark in color but
nature had sure endowed him with an impressive tube.
The thing was limp and resting on his leg. The
foreskin almost completely covered the head of his
cock. The skin was wrinkled. He had a thick patch of
pubic hair above his cock that framed his meat. I
was intrigued by his cock. The boys I had sucked off
had been circumcised so the sight of this older man's
uncut cock excited me. I took hold of it and slowly
started jacking him off until his cock was fully
engorged with blood before I pulled the foreskin
back to expose the knob and put it in my mouth. I
sucked him off while rolling his nuts in my hand. It
did not take long before he shot his load of white
cum into my mouth. We rested and he got us a couple
of more beers.
When he was ready he pulled me down the bed
and took hold of me ankles and lifted my legs up in
the air. He rolled me back until my butt was elevated
and my asshole was exposed for him to use. He bent
over and licked my asshole with his tongue. No one
had ever done that to me before. I got such a boner
from his licking my asshole.
His next move was to reach for a bottle of KY.
He greased up my asshole and his cock. I knew what
he was about to do to me and did everything I could
to relax my sphincter. When I felt the head of his
cock press against my asshole I pushed like I was
trying to shit and his cock entered my ass. Just the
same it hurt and my sphincter tried to close. That
hurt even more. When the Chief started fucking my
ass it alternated between erotic pleasure and
throbbing pain. By concentrating on relaxing my ass I
endured the fucking.
The Chief used his greasy hand to masturbate
me while he fucked my ass. Even with the pain lost
control and squired my clear cum all over my belly.
The Chief rubbed the slippery cum into my skin until
it tuned sticky. Then he concentrated on pounding
his cock into my ass. Then he pulled his cock out of
my ass and jacked himself off with a couple of
strokes before he squirted his load of white cum all
over my body. There was even a gob landed on my
face. I licked it while the Chief rubbed his cum into
my skin. While we rested we had another beer.
We slept like babies that night. I woke up
sometime during the night and listened to the Chief
snore. In the morning we both had hangovers but we
showered, shaved and brushed our teeth before going
to hospital.
My head was throbbing all morning. By noon I
was able to eat a slice of meatloaf with some mashed
potatoes with beef gravy. I was drinking water all
day to hydrate myself. After work the Chief insisted
that I accompany him to his favorite bar. I really
didn't feel up to it but how could I refuse him.
He drove his car down to the waterfront bar
called the Tide Pool and parked behind it. The smell
of stale beer was enough to make my stomach feel
like I wanted to get sick. The Chief exchanged a few
words with several old salts as we passed them and
bought us a couple of beers. I would have been
happier to just hold the cold bottle against my head
but I started drinking it. At least the throbbing
stopped after I finished the first beer.
While we were sitting in the old vinyl covered
booth another Chief with five hash marks on his
sleeve in red with crossed anchors identifying him as
a Boatswain mate approached our booth and he
bellowed out, "How the hell is it going Doc?"
I knew the Boatswain had at least one Captain's
mass on his record by the red chevrons on his coat.
He was well on his way to being drunk.
My Chief said, "It has been a great evening
Boats. Would you like to join us?"
The burly Chief slipped into the booth next to
me and he said, "So are you going to introduce me to
your young swab?"
The Chief introduced me to the Boats and the
Boats placed his big paw on my thigh and gave it a
squeeze. I felt my cock tent up the flap of my blues.
I could tell that he was a strong man that was used to
getting his way and would fight at the drop of a hat.
The three of us had a couple of more beers. My
Chief asked the bartender if the office was open.
The bartender gave him thumbs up and a big grin.
The two Chiefs moved out of the booth and
pulled me with them. We moved back down the hall
we had entered but stopped at the door opposite the
bathrooms. When we entered it was obviously an
office but there was a couch and table in the room
too.
The Boats began peeling my clothes off of me.
I was naked in no time. The Chiefs took turns feeling
me up while kissing as the undressed themselves.
They placed me on my back on the coffee table while
I watched then getting undressed.
The Boats was a stocky man but very muscular.
He had a hairy body. His cock was not all that large
but he proudly milked it until it was hard. He spit on
his palm and rubbed it all over his cock. My Chief
came around the table and took hold of my ankles as
he pulled my legs up to expose my ass to the Boats.
As the Boats inserted his cock into my ass my Chief
straddled my head and dangled his cock over my
mouth until I swallowed it.
I was being fucked at both ends by a couple of
older men. The Boats squirted his load up my ass and
my Chief filled my mouth with his load. I felt like a
whore being used by these two men at the same time
I was thrilled by the sex. After the Boats finished
depositing his cum in my ass came around the table
and sat on my chest to present his cock for me to
suck clean.
When we got dressed I felt sexy as the Boats
cum leaked out of my asshole making my underwear
and blues wet. I got a lot of approving looks from the
patrons of the bar when they saw the way I was
waddling.
The Chief and I became regular customers at
the Tide Pool. I got fucked and sucked the cock of
all of the regular customers. I even made it with the
bartender who was a queen himself. He offered his
ass to me and he was the first man I ever fucked.
When I got discharged I didn't go home.
Instead I was offered employment in a local hospital.
I got my own place to live. I still visit the Tide Pool
when ever I feel like picking up a sailor or two.
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